Why do I want to be your president? Because goddamn it, I've earned it. Hell, I was an admiral's son, I didn't have to go to goddamn Vietnam, get shot down and deal with all those goddamn sadistic gook prison guards. No, I went because my prick of a father and his asshole of a father were goddamn admirals, for Christ's sake, and I had no choice but to pay off the poker bet I made with them and join the goddamn Navy. And after five years of eating goddamn rats and getting poked up the ass with hot bamboo sticks, then I gotta return to the states to a limping gimp of a wife who got herself fucked up in a car accident and got all fat on me? The cunt ended up with an ass on her the width of a Volkswagen, and after all I'd been through at the Hanoi Hilton, I was expected to come home and fuck that fat cunt? Hell, no! Then I met Cindy, who was hotter'n a two dollar pistol and her dad owned a beer factory. Why did I dump my fat ass first wife and get with Cindy? Bec...
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BUT It is a failure of that someone, not you. Just because you did not matter to that someone does not mean that you do not matter to someone else.
You matter big time to me girlfriend.
And don't fucking forget it!
JDC
She done boll weevil-ed into my heart right quick.
Jewgirl is a cunt!
That is the journey that is life. Personally, I embrace it. The connections and rejections are equal yet different, in how they form and make us who we are.
I admire the courage to take the chance, risk the hurt, especially when knowing it could be painful and "been there before".
If you hurt it is because you care and that is precious. That is golden. Offer yourself the admiration and complement of someone who genuinely cares. For those of us that do, we know that is a beautiful complement.
The New York Accent is so hot!